The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 611

Derek was thrown back into the back seat. Natalie glared at him angrily and said, “You could just climb the ladder. You wouldn’t have been scolded!”

Derek had no choice but to obediently climb the ladder. Once Derek was safely rescued, Natalie finally relaxed.

Just then, a downpour began, the rain coming down in sheets from the overcast sky.

“The weather is bizarre.” Mesue remarked sternly, “Come on, Mrs. Larson. There might be thunderstorms later.”

Natalie felt her heart constrict as she took in the scene of the raging storm and trembling rescue ladder in front of her.

With a scowl, Brandon remarked, “There is not much time left, Natalie. The weather prediction predicts an approaching downpour. You just have three minutes before the helicopter has to leave.”

Natalie struggled to ascend the ladder. “But, Mesue…” “Forget about me. Just go!” Mesue noticed Natalie had climbed the ladder and then sighed in relief. “Mrs. Larson, take care,” she urged with a smile.

Natalie had an idea out of nowhere. She realized that they were approaching a curve, which meant that someone had to stay behind to keep the vehicle under control.

With tears streaming down her face, Natalie struggled to contain her emotions as she calmly declared, “Mesue, I’ll stay with you.”

let go of the ladder and jumped back

feeling horrified, shouted, “Mrs. Larson, I’m a professional, and I’m confident I won’t be in any danger.” Slightly sniffling, Natalie looked at Brandon

decision. It was undoubtedly nearly impossible to save both of them at the same time. However, Brandon also

else.” Brandon exchanged seats with the driver next to him and revved

sparks to fly as the bodies of the cars were damaged.

attempting to buy some time for them, Natalie said to Mesue frantically, “Get

the wheel!” Mesue

handed it to Mesue and

coat sleeves to the steering wheel as instructed. “Try

the power of the convertible pulling her back. She

gritted her teeth and insisted,

other cars. This meant that

seem to be worried about the car at all. He

up, still managing the direction of the car. As they approached the bend, Mesue nimbly jumped up at the last second and grabbed onto the

everyone thought everything was over, the out-of-control convertible suddenly swayed and

gasoline in the tank of the convertible leaked, coming into contact with the sparks caused by friction, and the car was instantly

in a precarious position, he had to turn the steering wheel rapidly to

the fence and